Moscow Death Brigade (Hardcore-Techno-Rap-Punk) Russia

MOSCOW DEATH BRIGADE is a hardcore/rap band from Russia, combining hip hop rhymes and beats, punk/metal instrumentals and political/social lyrics. The band itself refers to their music as "Circle Pit hip-hop" or "hardcore hip-hop".

MDB has become one of the most active Russian antifascist bands, opposing all kinds of discrimination and fascism, organizing and taking part in benefit events and spreading the word of unity. The Russian and English lyrics deal with anti-fascism and are socio-critical. Topics include "police brutality, violence, mass media propaganda, social prejudice and conscription".

MDB shows usually attract all kinds of representatives of subcultures: from punx, skinheads and metalheads to hip hop kids, graffiti writers and football hooligans, demonstrating that all of us are the parts of the same worldwide underground movement, based on friendship, mutual support and freedom.

MDB appears masked with balaclavas. The identities of the two rappers and the DJ are still kept secret. In their music videos, the group often shows themselves spraying graffiti on trains or houses. The band sees itself as a collective to artist friends, including sprayer, concert organizers and political activists. But ironically, the band does not consider itself a political band and claims that their views are just "human".


This song is an happy blend of techno, rap & punk!!! 
Which sound good!


The next few songs are fuckin' hardcore and metal!!!











This one is particularly techno & electro and good!

Sources and related links:
https://www.mapado.com/en/marseille/moscow-death-brigade-techno-rap-punk
https://www.billetreduc.com/234948/evt.htm
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moscow_Death_Brigade
https://www.fireandflames.com/en/label/bands/moscow-death-brigade/
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAfGtdCaCuI6nLvXkDjYZfA
https://www.facebook.com/moscowdeathbrigade/

What got me into Heavy Metal?

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BABYMETAL vs. BLACK METAL

No, this isn't a photoshop work. No they won't fight! Our three favorite cute girls, BABYMETAL are just taking a friendly picture with Black Metal band Abbath.

Stray From the Path - Goodnight Alt-right (video & lyrics)

GOODNIGHT ALT-RIGHT (LYRICS) // 

You just got knocked the fuck out 
The punishment fits the crime 
So keep your hand held high and you’ll find out why
That this raised fist ain’t afraid to fly

77 since the 88
Had to look at my phone 'cause I couldn’t believe the date
It's 2017 but in a 40’s trend
With a racist president that's “making everything great again”
But tell me when that this was fucking okay 
All the streets and the screens popping triple K’s
You want the peace? uh-uh, nah that won’t fly here
'Cause if you blink they're pushing you back 300 years
Call it what you want but it's an eye for an eye 
I’ll mark you with a down right down - right up right 
They’re trying to censor that they’re the fucking oppressor  
And all you say is that it's wrong when they’re swinging at Spencer?
Brand yourself like a bull when it sees red 
“Make the lie big” that's what he said
Fuck him and fuck you too, and appreciate 
that if you preach hate, then expect hate 

You just got knocked the fuck out 
The punishment fits the crime 
So keep your hand held high and you’ll find out why
That this raised fist ain’t afraid to fly

Lowest of the low, rats out of their holes
We never used to let these dickheads have any control
Speech is “free” but it comes with a price 
And if you’re speaking out some bullshit I'll give you advice 
Hit 'em with a left a left and a right 
Got 'em dropping like flies with the stars in their eyes 
So fuck them and fuck you too and appreciate that
if you preach hate, then expect hate 

You just got knocked the fuck out 
The punishment fits the crime 
So keep your hand held high and you’ll find out why
that this raised fist ain’t afraid to fly

What makes you think that this is okay?
What makes you think you’re the superior race?
What makes you think that this is alright?
Goodnight alt-right

If you preach hate, then expect hate 
Nazi punks fuck off


Songwriters: Crag Reynolds / Tom Williams / Andrew DiJorio / Anthony Altamura

At least, for once, Antifa's target wasn't an obscure Black Metal band that did a Sieg Heil a decade ago to look edgy for a photo that barely anyone saw.

Ironically, Stray From The Path screamer Drew York (Andrew Dijorio) looks like his nemesis alt-right speaker Milo Yiannopoulos. Maybe they both share the same hairdresser?

Milo Yiannopoulos

Sources and related links:
https://savagehippie.com/2017/07/13/
https://www.inquisitr.com/opinion/4369570/stray-from-the-path-advocates-antifa-violence-in-good-night-alt-right/
https://www.hollywoodintoto.com/stray-from-path-trump-alt-right-video/
https://metaltrenches.com/reviews/trigger-warning-a-political-take-on-only-death-is-1088
https://www.sputnikmusic.com/news/38246/stray-from-the-path-vs-the-alt-right/
https://vdare.com/radio-vdare/vdare-radio-we-need-to-stay-from-the-path
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dr6XxaE-f78
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stray_from_the_Path

The Holy Trinity Of Sleaze

• the father: El Duce 1958-1997
• the son: GG Allin 1956-1993
• the holy spirit: Seth Putnam 1968-2011

Now you know to whom you should pray for.

Metallica Brioni ad campaign

The Man behind this campaign was Justin O'Shea (who looks like an hipster with jail tattoos).  

"I would change the shitty logo. I would change the campaign. I would change the clothes. In fact, I would change pretty much everything.” -- Justin O'Shea

Brioni logo also changing for something more Metal. WTF?

Brioni's union with Justin O'Shea only lasted 6 months.

He was most likely kicked out. 

His hiring mades no sense in the first place?!

Don't get me wrong, seeing MetallicA advertizing Brioni was cool nonetheless!

And Justin OShea pimp fur coat was cool but not suited for Brioni.

More suited for a nouveau riche PunkMetalRap reader.

Sources and related links:
https://medium.com/@MANLONDON/brioni-a-legend-loses-their-way-1d43bda47529
https://www.gqindia.com/content/brioni-coolest-menswear-brand-right-now
https://www.menswear-market.com/blog/brioni-goes-metal-with-metallica-campaign/
https://fashionunited.com/news/fashion/what-happened-at-brioni/2016101013217
https://www.gq.com/story/metallica-brioni-ad-campaign-justin-o-shea
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brioni_(brand)

Slash HUSTLER t-shirt

Slash HUSTLER t-shirt (Guns N' Roses)

Nikki Sixx HUSTLER cut-off shirt (Motley Crue)

Mötley Crüe frontman Vince Neil HUSTLER shirt.

OUR IS INTACT, BUT FEEL FREE TO CUT IT OFF

 & GET YOURSELF FUCKED UP!!!

GN'R Lies lyrics & uncensored topless girl cover

Guns N' Roses is my all time favorite band and always will be.

No matter how uninteresting Chinese Democracy was!

Rediscover with me GN'R Lies.

Gn'R Lies (1988)

 

Reckless Life

(Rose /Slash / Stradlin / Weber)

(Hey fuckers, suck on Guns N' Fuckin' Roses!)

I'm reckless and feelin' no pain

You know I've got no need to control

Livin' with the danger

I'm always on the edge now

With million dollar visions that I hold

Livin' like this never ever

Tore my life apart

I know how to maintain

And you know I know my part

On a holiday, a permanent vacation

I'm living on a cigarette with wine

I'm never alone 'cause I've got myself

Yes, I imitate myself all of the time

Livin' like this never ever

Tore my life apart

I know how to maintain

'Cause it's comin' from my heart

I lead a reckless life

And I don't need your advice

I lead a reckless life

And you know it's my only vice

(sucker)

Reckless life

I lead a reckless life

I lead a reckless life

And you know it's my only...

Reckless life

I lead a reckless life

I lead a reckless life

And you know it's my only...

Hey, hey - yeah!

 

Nice Boys

(Peter Wells / Gary Anderson / Michael Cocks / Gordon Leech Dallas Royall)

She hit town like a rose in bloom

Smellin' sweet, said sweet perfume

The color faded and the petals died

Down in the city, no one cried

In the streets, the garbage lies

Protected by a million flies

The roaches so big

You know that they got bones

They moved in and made a tenement home

I said nice boys

Don't play rock and roll

Nice boys don't play rock and roll

I'm not a nice boy!

Sweet sixteen she was fresh and clean

Wanted so bad to be part of the scene

She met the man and she did the smack

Paid the price layin' flat on her back

Wanted so bad just to please the boys

They ended up just being a toy

Played so hard burned her life away

Lies were told no promises made

You know nice boys

Don't play rock and roll

Nice boys don't play rock and roll

I'm not a nice boy and I never was!

Young and fresh when she hit town

Hot for kicks just to get around

But now she lays in a filthy room

She kills the pain with

A flick and a spoon

And in the streets the garbage lies

Protected by a million flies

You know the roaches so big

You know that they got bones

Moved in and made a tenement home

Nice boys don't play rock and roll

Nice boys don't play rock and roll

Nice boys they never play rock and roll

Nice boys don't play rock and roll

Nice boys don't play rock and roll

No,no,no,no,no,no,no,no baby

Nice boys don't play rock and roll

Nice boys don't play rock and roll

I bet you're mama said:

'Nice boys don't play rock and roll'

Nice boys don't play rock and roll

Nice boys don't play rock and roll

Nice boys they never play rock and roll

Nice boys don't play rock and roll

Nice boys!

Move To The City

(Stradlin / Weber / James)

You pack your bags,

And you move to the city.

There's somethin' missin' here at home,

You fix your hair.

And you're lookin' real pretty,

It's time to get it out on your own.

You're always fightin',

With your mama and you papa.

Your family life is one big pain!

When you, you gonna move to the city?

Into the city where it all began.

You gotta move, You gotta move,

Ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma.

Time you gotta move.

You stole your mama's car,

And your daddy's plastic credit card.

You're sixteen and you can't get a job,

You're not goin' very far.

You're always ridin',

With the teachers and the police.

This life is much too insane!

When you, you gonna move to the city?

Into the city where it all began.

You gotta move, You gotta move,

Ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma.

Time you gotta move,

Right to the city.

Where the real men get it,

Aw, child, ain't it a pity?

Sometimes it gets too shitty!

Come on and hit me!

You're on the streets

And it ain't so pretty

You need to get a new what you please

You do what you gotta do for the money

At times you end up on your knees!

I'm always buyin',

With the local and the junkies.

This city life is one big pain!

But you, you had to move to the city,

Into the city where it all began.

You gotta move, you gotta move,

Ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma.

Time you gotta move,

Oh right to the city.

With the real nitty gritty,

Aw, child, ain't it a pity?

Sometimes it gets too shitty!

Come on and hit me!

Mama Kin

(Tyler / Perry)

(This is a song about your fucking mother)

It ain't easy livin' like a gypsy,

Tell ya, honey, how it feels.

I've been dreamin' floatin' down stream,

And losin' touch with all that's real.

Whole lotta lover, keepin' undercover,

Never knowin' where you been-Oo yeah.

You've been fadin', always out paradin',

Keep in touch with mama kin!

You always got your tail on the wag,

Spittin' fire from your mouth.

Just like a dragon,

You act like a perpetual drag.

You better check it out,

'Cause someday soon.

You'll have to climb back on the wagon.

It ain't easy livin' like you wanna,

It's so hard to find piece of mind.

Yes it is,

The way I see it.

You got to say "shee-it",

But don't forget to drop me a line.

Bald as an egg at eighteen,

And workin' for daddy's such a drag.

You still stuff your mouth,

With his beans.

You better check it out or someday soon,

You'll have to climb back on the wagon.

It ain't easy livin' like you wanna,

It's so hard to find piece of mind.

Yes it is,

The way I see it.

You got to say "shee-it",

But don't forget to drop me a line.

It ain't easy livin' like you wanna,

It's so hard to find piece of mind.

Yes it is,

The way I see it.

You got to say "shee-it",

But don't forget to drop me a line.

Bald as an egg at eighteen,

And workin' for daddy's just a drag.

You still stuff your mouth,

With his beans.

You better check it out or someday soon,

You'll have to climb back on the wagon.

It ain't easy livin' like you wanna,

It's so hard to find piece of mind.

Yes it is,

The way I see it.

You got to say "shee-it",

But don't forget to drop me a line

 

Patience

(Guns N' Roses)

(1,2,1,2,3,4)

Shed a tear 'cause I'm missin' you,

I'm still all right to smile.

Girl, I think about you every day now,

Was a time when I wasn't sure.

But you set my mind at ease,

There is no doubt.

You're in my heart now.

Said, woman, take it slow,

It'll work itself out fine.

All we need is just a little patience,

Said, sugar, make it slow.

And we come together fine,

All we need is just a little patience.

(Patience)

Mm, yeah

I sit here on the stairs,

'Cause I'd rather be alone.

If I can't have you right now,

I'll wait, dear.

Sometimes I get so tense,

But I can't speed up the time.

But you know, love

There's one more thing to consider.

Said woman, take it slow,

And thing's will be just fine,

You and I just use a litle patience,

Said, sugar take the time, 

'Cause the lights are shinin' bright,

You and I got what it takes to make it,

We won't fake it,

Oh, never brake it,

'Cause I can't take it,

...Little patience, mm yeah, mm yeah,

Need a little patience, yeah.

Just a little patience, yeah,

Some more patience, yeah.

Need some patience, yeah,

Could use some patience, yeah.

Gotta have some patience, yeah,

All it takes is patience.

Just a little patience,

Is all you need

I've been walkin' the streets at night,

Just tryin' to get it right.

Hard to see with so many around,

You know I don't like.

Being stuck in the crowd,

And the streets don't change.

But baby the name,

I ain't got time for the game.

'Cause I need you,

Yeah, yeah, bit I need you.

Oooh, I need you,

Whoa, I need you.

Oooh, all this time

Ah 

Used To Love Her

(Guns N' Roses)

I used to love her, but I had to kill her 

I used to love her, but I had to kill her 

I had to put her 

Six feet under 

And I can still hear her complain

I used to love her, but I had to kill her 

I used to love her, but I had to kill her 

I knew I miss her 

So I had to keep her 

She's buried right in my back yard

I used to love her, but I had to kill her 

I used to love her, but I had to kill her

She bitched so much 

She drove me nuts 

And now I'm happier this way

I used to love her, but I had to kill her 

I used to love her, but I had to kill her 

I had to put her 

Six feet under 

And I can still hear her complain

You're Crazy

(Stradin'/Slash/Rose)

I've been lookin' for a trace

Lookin' for a heart

Lookin' for a lover in the world that's much to dark

You don't want my love

You want satisfaction

You don't need my love

You gotta find yourself another

Piece of the action

Said where you goin'

What you gonna do

I been lookin' evrywhere

I been lookin' for you

You don't want my love

You want satisfaction

You don't need my love

You gotta find yourself another

Piece of the action

'Cause you're crazy

You're fuckin' crazy

Ya know you're crazy

I said you're crazy

Say boy where you comin' from

Where'd ya get that point of view

When I was younger

Said I knew a motherfucker like you

And they said

You don't want my love

You want satisfaction

You don't need my love

You gotta find yourself another

Piece of the action

'Cause you're crazy

You're fuckin' crazy

You know you're crazy

I said you're crazy

Ooh you're crazy

You know you're crazy

Well you're crazy

You know you're crazy

You know you are

Bring it down

You're fuckin' crazy

 

One In A Million

(Guns N' Roses)

(1,2,1,2,3,4)

Guess I needed sometime to get away

I needed some piece of mind

Some piece of mind that'll stay

So I thumbed it down to Sixth and L.A.

Maybe a Greyhound could be my way

Police and Niggers, that's right

Get out of my way

Don't need to buy none of your

Gold chains today

I don't need no bracelets

Clamped in front of my back

Just need my ticket; 'til then

Won't you cut me some slack?

You're one in a million

Yeah, that's what you are

You're one in a million, babe

You're a shooting star

Maybe someday we'll see you

Before you make us cry

You know we tried to reach you

But you were much too high

Immigrants and faggots

They make no sense to me

They come to our country

And think they'll do as they please

Like start some mini Iran,

Or spread some fuckin' disease

They talk so many goddamn ways

It's all Greek to me

Well some say I'm lazy

And others say that's just me

Some say I'm crazy

I guess I'll always be

But it's been such a long time

Since I knew right from wrong

It's all the means to an end, I

I keep it movin' along

You're one in a million

You're a shooting star

You're one in a million, babe

You know that you are

Maybe someday we'll see you,

Before you make us cry

You know we tried to reach you

But you were much too high

Much too high

Radicals and Racists

Don't point your finger at me

I'm a small town white boy

Just tryin' to make ends meet

Don't need your religion

Don't watch that much T.V.

Just makin' my livin', baby

Well that's enough for me

You're one in a million

Yeah that's what you are

You're one in a million, babe

You're a shooting star

Maybe someday we'll see you

Before you make us cry

You know we tried to reach you

But you were much too high

Much too high

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